Two Wolves For Lizette

by Jessica Miller

  He laughed half-heartedly, staring at me adorably from under his long eyelashes. “I mean, I don’t blame him for wanting to sleep with you. You are beyond sexy,” he suddenly flattered, his hand slowly tracing up my exposed thigh. My breath hitched in my throat and I could feel goosebumps forming on my arms as his hand slowly approached my bikini line. Wrong day to wear a skirt.

  “Nathan...” I breathed. “W-what are you doing?”

  He gazed into my eyes with such lust, possibly with more lust than the night at my house. His lips were slighted parted, as if he was ready to devour me. I gasped once the mere tips of his fingers slipped over my panties, feeling my wet stain. Then, he leaned over and began to slowly kiss on my neck. I wanted him to get off me, I wanted him to stop because Erick was right next to us but instead, I pulled him closer by his hair and tilted my neck even more to give him more access.

  Suddenly, I felt another pair of lips on my other ear and that’s when a gracious moan escaped my lips. That’s when it occurred to me that we were on the edge of having a threesome. A threesome! Last time I had a threesome was back in my freshmen year of college, I’d never thought I would do this as a thirty-year old woman. But, twice the pleasure made an overload on my inside. I couldn’t resist. I wanted more.

  I grabbed Nathan by his face, roughly kissing him as Erick moved my hair out of the way to kiss on the nape of my neck. A shiver crawled down my spine and I moaned into Nathan’s mouth, biting and tugging on his bottom lip. Next thing you know, my shirt came off, and in a couple of seconds their lips had fastened themselves to my chest to gently kiss and suck on my nipples.

  “Oh god,” I moaned breathlessly, leaning my head against the couch as I relaxed. Both of my nipples were being caressed at the same time and it was double the pleasure for me, plus Erick’s fingering. He went deep inside of my vagina, making me gasp by the overwhelming feeling.

  “Fuck, Erick! Keep going, don’t stop!” I screamed, releasing my broken moans with uneven breathing. “Yes, yes!”

  I felt like I was overdosed with pleasure, like I was on a cloud. Yes, I felt super vulnerable but all I could think of right now was wanting them.

  And that’s exactly what I did.

  *****

  For a short period of time, having threesomes with Erick and Nathan became a guilty habit. It lasted about a week and a half to be exact. We would meet up at one of their houses, have an innocent dinner then have a threesome on the kitchen counter or the bedroom. One time, I climaxed twice in one round and it was the best feeling in the world. The hilarious part about it was that it was more of a “no strings” thing when it came to me and Nathan. But Nathan, on the other hand, has been catching his feelings back. Strongly. And I didn’t like it.

  “You’re leaving?” Nathan shifted up from his bed, sitting on his butt. Erick went downstairs to the kitchen to grab some champagne but I didn’t want to stay. I actually wanted to go home and have a girls’ night with Veronica. I needed a break from all of this madness.

  I turned to the disappointed-sounding man, slipping into my white blouse and blue jeans. “Why would I stay? Spend some time with Erick, I’m going to go home and relax now,” I said more harshly than I intended.

  Nathan quickly shuffled out of the bed, grabbing onto my wrists with pleading eyes. “Come on, I liked spending time with you. At least have a glass of champagne first.”

  “I don’t want to,” I said. I pulled away from his grip, his expression feigning hurt. “Don’t you think we spent enough time together lately?”

  He blinked, puzzled. “I thought this was what you wanted. To spend time with me and work things out.”

  I laughed dryly, running my fingers through my hair in attempt to tidy up. I grabbed my purse from the bed seat, hanging it on my shoulder. “Not anymore, Nathan. After everything, I kind of don’t want anything to do with you. Not in a romantic way, at least.”

  “Melissa...” Sadness clouded in his green eyes, making them appear darker. “You can’t give me a second chance?”

  I hesitated, getting lost in his eyes that always seemed to bring me in. Did I really not want to be with him anymore? Was I so disappointed by what’s been occurring to him lately that it turned me off and scared me away? I didn’t think I could deal with being with a bisexual man, let alone one that cheated on me with a man. Also, cheating on me with my ex-best friend, even though he didn’t know.

  I shook my head at him, receiving the saddest expression from him. “I’m sorry Nathan...I don’t want us to work. I officially give up on us,” I breathed, not believing that I was saying this. I backed away from him to head towards the door, keeping my gaze fixed on him. “I’m getting over you... and I’m perfectly okay with things being that way.”

  “Wait!” he yelled out, throwing out his hand for me to stop, but I kept going. Shooting him one last smile, I turned around and walked out of his room, ignoring the cries of my name behind me. It was time to let him go, it was for the best. If I didn’t let him go, I was sure I would just end up getting hurt again in the long run and that was a risk I wasn’t willing to take again.

  As I was going down the long staircase with my wedges, Erick was coming up with a tray of glasses with champagne and fruits. He shot me a questioning look, following me with his eyes once I passed him. “Hey, what’s wrong? You look devastated.”

  I snapped my head to him, realizing that I must have been in deep thought. He actually looked concerned as he stood there, shirtless with his amazing buff body. We hadn’t spoken in more than ten years and yet, he could still tell whenever something was wrong.

  “Nothing’s wrong,” I lied smoothly before proceeding to go down the stairs.

  “You can’t lie to me, Melissa,” he simply said from behind me, making me stop on my tracks. “Just because we haven’t spoken in years doesn’t mean I forgot how to read you.”

  I turned around to look at him with a sigh. “This is going to be weird to say this to you but, I love Nathan. But I just can’t be with him anymore, and I don’t want to.”

  He remained silent for a couple of moments, looking down at the tray before looking up at me again with his brown eyes. A strand of his blonde hair fell over his left eye as he did this. “And why was that so weird for you to say to me?”

  My throat went dry since I was about to bring up the past. My thumbs started fiddling with each other but I stopped myself before he can catch on. “Because we used to be in love. I always thought you were the love of my life.”

  His jaw tightened and his eyes grew cold and distant as he dozed off. Then, he picked at the pineapple on the tray and puts it in his mouth. “Well, you thought wrong. We got into a huge fight then you—”

  I lifted up a palm at him, the memory too painful to reminiscence. “Stop. Don’t even talk about it, it’s old news. That was back when we were teenagers in high school.”

  He shrugged. “‘My point exactly. So like I was trying to say, you don’t have to feel weird talking about love to me. You don’t have to feel weird because of the past or because we had awesome threesomes,” he lightly joked, a small smile tugging on his lips.

  I laughed, a jittery feeling building in my stomach at the fact that we were kind of getting along again. He watched me intensely as he smiled, a weird tension forming between us. I cleared my throat, “So, I’m going to head home now. I wish you and Nathan the best of luck.”

  “What?” He asked, looking up the flight of stairs before turning to me again. “Y-you think me and Nathan are serious?”

  “Well, aren’t you? He’s in love with you, isn’t he?” I asked.

  He raised his eyebrows. “He says he is but deep down, he will never get over you. I know it.” He smiled sincerely. I nibbled on my lip anxiously, coming to conclusion that I was the one breaking Nathan’s heart now. But what could I do? What goes around comes around. I was not going to run back to him out of pity or anything like that.

  “Take care of Nathan for me, okay?” I told him, ign
oring his confession. “I’ll see you around.”

  I waved and before he could say anything else, I galloped down the stairs and left the mansion without one last look. At first, I thought it would affect me stronger but I haven’t thought deeper about the situation since I got home. Yeah, it sucks to let go of someone you love but sometimes, you have to do it to set yourself free.

  In a matter of a month, everything was out of my mind. Nathan and I only shared small talk and it felt great not having any rush of emotions when we did talked. Erick had been trying to reach me but I couldn’t exactly talk to him. I felt like he was trying to relight up some old candles and I definitely was not looking forward to letting history repeat itself. I actually met a new guy at a restaurant, Kevin. He’s sweet, funny and honest, everything that I look for in a guy, and we connected so deeply. We have been hanging out a lot, and Veronica approves of him, too.

  THE END

  Bonus Story 21 of 40

  Alien’s Bride

  The bright morning sunshine tickled her soaked flesh, but her mind was still adrift, lost in another realm of space and time. She could hear the gentle lapping of the sea, which seemed to relax her tired muscles and clear her chaotic thoughts.

  “The Warrior King has made his decision,” the announcer had said to the congregation of Martians gathered in the enormous glass dome of the planet’s central city.

  Her heart had skipped a beat as she’d leaned in closer to listen. About a thousand other hopeful women had done the same.

  “He has chosen… Gemini!” he’d finished.

  She’d almost fainted upon hearing her name. Suddenly, a huge spotlight had been turned to her.

  Something cold brushed against her feet, making them wet. The memory of the big event in the dome vanished from her head, replaced by nothingness. What’s going on?

  There it was again- a loud, crashing sound followed by coldness wrapping around her ankles.

  Her eyes flickered open, but were immediately blinded by intense brightness from all around. She closed her eyes, although she was now fully awake. She could feel the fatigue rolling in, along with the aching in her shoulders, arms, and legs. Actually, her whole body seemed to be exhausted. The pain was tolerable, but more bothersome was the fact that she did not know where she was or how she’d gotten there.

  One moment, she had been enveloped in joy and pride as the chosen bride of the Warrior King. And then the next, she was lying on the sandy shores of an unknown island.

  She opened her eyes again, revealing their unique beauty and depth. This time, they quickly adjusted to the sunlight that bathed the entire island. She forced herself to a sitting position, just as another wave crashed onto the shore and washed up toward her. Her alertness was back, but not her complete memory.

  “Shit, how did I get here on planet Earth?” she whispered with combined fear, shock, and worry as she now recognized the natural elements from photos and videos that she had studied while in the academy.

  Apparently, she had somehow come to be on a beautiful beach that looked deserted at the moment. She knew that such natural wonders were currently quite rare on Earth.

  Looking down upon her body, she saw that she was still wearing the special dress she had carefully picked for a special occasion. It was a plain, long dress in red with a high slit on one side. It looked like a casual cotton dress for Terrans, but was actually made of a different kind of material that was more suitable for Mars. It’s a good thing the fabric was also waterproof so only her skin had gotten wet.

  “Am I just dreaming?” she asked aloud, puzzled. She tried pinching herself and immediately felt the pain. “I guess not…” She figured she had somehow ended up in the water and had just washed up on shore.

  She straightened up, trying to focus. She again remembered what she’d considered the happiest moment of her life- the announcement of the bride. How could she get married to the Warrior King if she was on a different planet? Her heart sank as the disappointment and frustration settled within.

  “I have to get back to Mars!” she declared, standing up and looking around for any clue as to how she was supposed to return. Perhaps there was some portal that she had accidentally entered.

  Her planet was the nearest neighbor of the Earth, so it should be a breeze to get back, right? She walked slowly toward one side of the lengthy stretch of the beach, trying to figure out what to do next. “I need to get back,” she repeated to herself as she walked. “I want to be Queen.”

  On her planet, it was always a great honor to be chosen as the next Queen of the Warrior King. Whenever a new decade arrives, the Big Announcement was made. All the young ladies would gather at the central dome, hoping to be picked. Everybody who could fit inside would often flock to witness the event.

  Every ten years, after living in power, influence, and wealth, the Queen gets replaced. Nevertheless, she would forever be part of Martian history.

  Gem felt her heart constricting as she began to panic. What if she never got back? Would they choose another Queen? She had been overjoyed when she’d finally stood face to face with the King. Rather than thinking of the kind of wedding she would be privileged to decide on, such as what most of the previous queens had been first preoccupied with, she had already started noting down her plans for the planet and for their people.

  Her speed did not seem ordinary for a Terran, so she was able to reach one end of the beach in a couple of minutes even without running. Weird, she thought as she remembered that their planet’s gravitational pull was supposedly lighter than that of the Earth. But then she realized that perhaps it was due to her unique body makeup. Maybe it was reacting differently to the Earth’s atmosphere.

  She stopped to look around, surveying her surroundings. There were sand dunes with a dense forest behind them. And then there were majestic mountains in the background that she had never seen in actuality before.

  For a minute, she paused to admire the scenic view. “Just as I thought, Earth is so beautiful up close,” she whispered. This was nothing compared to mere images.

  If only she’d been transported here at another time that did not have any conflict with her life on Mars, she would have been thankful for the opportunity to explore an amazing planet teeming with life for numerous years already! After all, she had always been aware of the existence of Terrans, who were the only known life species similar to Martians in their entire galaxy.

  “Woof, woof!”

  Gem turned around to find a small, adorable creature with four legs wagging its tail as it ran toward her. She recognized it at once as an Earth canine. It had soft, golden hair and was excitedly bouncing up, trying to lick her hand. She couldn’t help laughing.

  Then suddenly, it gave a few barks and turned around moving in the other direction. It seemed to be asking her to follow. And so she did.

  As they neared the opposite end of the beach, she was surprised to see that this was the part of the island where there were huts and cottages among the trees. It was obviously a village and she grew excited about meeting actual inhabitants of Earth.

  From what she had observed so far, she guessed she had not just been transported to planet Earth, but might have actually gone back in time!

  Is it possible? she thought, racking her brain for memories from that evening when she had met up with the King in his palace.

  The little dog barked excitedly, disrupting Gem’s thoughts. She turned toward the sea where the dog was facing. Three boats had just arrived. One of the men climbed down from his boat and eagerly jogged to meet the dog midway.

  “Hey, there,” he greeted the dog, crouching down and scratching the animal’s head and ears. “How are you? Did you miss me?”

  The dog barked and wagged his tail gleefully.

  Gem watched them, feeling both amazed and amused by their obvious connection. At the same time, she could not help admiring the strong physique of the man, which was common among Martian Warriors. But this human had tanned skin, unlike
the pale color of Martians. And there was something else about him that seemed to grip her heart in a way she could not understand or interpret.

  To her astonishment, the dog then appeared to lead him to her. He stood up and that was when she had a good look at his handsome face. He had round brown eyes, moist and reddish lips, and a somewhat pointed nose. There was a dimple on each cheek that made him look even more attractive when he was smiling. Strands of his dark hair fell on one eye, but he immediately brushed them away.

  He walked toward her, his smile fading a bit as the relaxed, happy expression on his face changed into one of bemusement.

  Suddenly, everything else seemed to fade into the background as she was transfixed by the good-looking man in front of her. They were about the same height, although his muscular body definitely shadowed over her lean one.

  “Hi,” he said uncertainly. “Are you… lost?”

  Hearing his voice made her heart flutter a bit, which was baffling. For some reason, she was at a loss for words. She knew their language very well, but the way he was making her feel at that very moment was something she had never experienced before.

  *****

  “Hello,” was all she could utter as her eyes drank him in.

  “Only a few of us live around here, and I don’t think I’ve seen you before,” he said. He extended his hand toward her then. “I’m Cliff. You are…?”

  “My name is Gemini,” she replied, shaking his hand as she had seen done in videos of Earth when she was in school.

  “That’s a nice name,” he said with a smile, the sides of his eyes crinkling. “Quite rare. Where are you from?”

  Planet Mars, she answered silently. But aloud she said, “I’m from the city. But to be honest, I don’t know how I came to be here.”

  He cocked his head to one side, giving her a strange look. Her features were very human, but her eyes were a deep shade of purple with twinkling specks of silver. And her very fine hair in mixed tones of brown and orange, braided to her waist, must be odd too even for someone from the city.